In between the tanning and orienteering I have managed to read some books this summer as well, and while most of it was the typical simple and light summer literature (like a weird obsession with Sara Shepards series about the Pretty Little Liars), two of the books bewitched me in different ways and kept me glued to the pages, trying to read slower in order for them to last longer.
The Unbearable Lightness of Being, by Milan Kundera.
“He suddenly recalled from Plato’s Symposium: People were hermaphrodites until God split then in two, and now all the halves wander the world over seeking one another. Love is the longing for the half of ourselves we have lost.”
A love story revolving around two individuals who’s views on love and sexual relations are very different. Set in Prague during the Soviet invasion in 1968, it creates a murky background of deceit, anger and hypocrisy. I didn’t really like the book until half-way through it, but at some point the characters grew on me, and the tragic love story became something one can relate to all parts of life. This book really made me re-think my life and values, and the well-known moral of “appreciate the small things in life”, made sense in a non-cliché way. A cynical and romantic must-read.
The Crucible, By Arthur Miller.
She thinks to dance with me on my wife’s grave! And well she might, for I thought of her softly. God help me, I lusted, and there is a promise in such sweat. But it is a whore’s vengeance, and you must see it. – John Proctor
A play about the 1692 witchcraft trials in Salem. This play is part of my curriculum for this Fall, and I thought it was going to be a pretty dry play I would only read through once and ignore to the best of my abilities. I was wrong. The language and the plot is very engaging and you get a better understanding of why people could accuse their neighbors and friends of witchcraft, which Miller also uses to draw parallels between the witch hunt and McCarthyism during the anti-communist period in the 1940s and 50s. I read in a matter of hours, on the plane from Oslo via Amsterdam to Geneva, to involved and engaged to notice anything going on around me.
Have you read anything of interest during the summer months?